Thursday, April 5, 2012

My Downhill Train Ride into a Hellhole of Sadness

(Here's an old one from the files)

I just read an article by a blogger about lining drawers with fabric instead of contact paper. Then I went on to read the comments, which included things like OMG, I never thought of this! and Great idea, thanks!!!

I am not the sort of person who lines her drawers with fabric. Or feels comfortable using exclamation points.

However I am definitely the sort of person who spends 15 minutes reading this (when I should be working or accomplishing my goals), and then imagining the whole process: thinking of a good color fabric for the bathroom, driving to the store, finding a bargain, coming home, lining and organizing my drawers, feeling content that I’ve made an effort to have everything in order and subsequently feeling like I have control over my life, and am successful and fulfilled.

I imagine all these things and wonder A. if it would ever be possible for me to be the person who lines her drawers with fabric and B. if that would really be enough to point me in the direction of feeling in control of my life and C. if maybe I’m too uptight and judgmental to enjoy something like this and D. to wishing I could afford to hire someone to line my drawers with fabric and E. to thinking it’s the stupidest idea I’ve ever heard of.

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I have 3 children, 7 parents and am the oldest of 10 kids who did not grow up in the same house. I talk to dogs, people in line, and occasionally to myself. Sometimes I feel like I am part of a walking carnival.